Some other Sub Zero Bi Han pieces i made(ft Noob)

Ugh, more mk character studies, Lin Kuei brothers 🥷

It’s been a while since I last drew something, but as I return to writing, I wanted to create some art for my fic. I tried to illustrate the cover of the book that the reader finds in In the Middle of the Night—the first part of The Savior Series. It was a bit challenging to capture exactly how I described it, so I went with a more minimal approach. Hope you all like it! See you soon in the next chapter.❤️

Jealous bi han x reader hcs

Warnings: freaky shit ig

Hey kayla

Bi han thinks he doesn't get jealous (he does). Whether it's romantically or not, he can be pretty jealous of others

When he was a kid, he was jealous of kuai liang because he was his dad's favorite, when he had to struggle to get his approval because bi han was expected a lot by being the heir, being trained harsher than others

In a twisted way, I think the cryomancer was jealous of tomas too, because despite the hard training, he remained human

In friendships and relationships too he gets jealous. If he's with someone and he sees them talking to someone else and seemingly having more fun, he'd try to brush it off

They're probably incompetent, or stupid, or even both anyway. But he can't help feeling like the little kid that's been dismissed for someone else again, in the back of his thoughts

I'd imagine you to be like his friend/ally, or partner, whatever just close to him. It'd be worse if the person you were seemingly having fun with was one of his brothers

The ninja wouldn't just up and say he's jealous, but it'd show. He'd train harder, snap commands and give colder glares, especially to his brother if it was the person you were with

He'd concentrate on frustration because he doesn't want to face that he hates feeling like this. Not when he wants to be the first in your thoughts just like how you're so often plaguing his thoughts, not when he wants you to care just as much as he did for you

Worse if you're not even in a relationship. Like, he's not yours and you're not his, but why is he still feeling like this? This gnawing feeling of jealousy, of wanting to show how he is better. Physically, in sparring, in leading, in bed too-

So with the person you were having fun with, repeatedly I suppose though ig, the warrior be brutal

Maybe even spar deliberately harsher to prove he's the one you should choose, even if that's stupid

He'd be mad at you too, but he can't help but feel fond of you still, even if he dislikes how weak it makes him feel

Not when he watches you training from afar when he was training warriors, how he wished your attention would lay on him. Why wouldn't it? He's the grandmaster, strong, powerful, hardworking- okay that's just his ego. Anyway

How he would love to have you by his side, as much as he would love to be by your side. Because he loves you. Even if he won't admit it and deny with himself, you've entered your way through his heart

Yes, he has one

"Do you love him?" Bi han says. It's not a question, but a command. It was so sudden, as you two were just sparring. Your punch did not land, mostly because of surprise but bi han continues as if nothing happened and that what he said wasn't surprising

"What?" You said, looking confused- but the grandmaster wasn't stopping the sparring despite the ongoing conversation

Instead he landed a kick. Ouch, man

"Do not make me repeat myself" he states, eyes narrowing. He was not in the mood- he's been hiding how he felt for so long and the tension was about to blow

You asked if it was about the person you were having fun with. He was talking to you as you land a strike

"Who else?" He says like it's obvious, making a counterattack by grabbing your arm and landing you on the ground. Before you can get back up, he blocks you, his hands on each side of the floor beside your arms

"Are you jealous?" You ask, a grin creeping up your face as you had realized he was jealous

"Don't be foolish. I'm merely concerned for your taste" the cryomancer spits out, looking at you. He narrows his eyes before his hand comes to remove something you had on your shirt, dusting it off as if you were too precious for dirt with cold precision that somehow made you feel warm with the closeness

The tension, the looks, the unspoken words.. it all spoke volumes. You saw it, and he did too